You were in the kitchen preparing dinner for you and your girlfriend, Niki, trying your best not to burn the house down. You weren't so much a bad cook, you were a great cook in fact. You just weren't a smart cook. Last time Niki let you in the kitchen you almost exploded the oven somehow, but after enough convincing she let you cook dinner for the two of you tonight.
You were chopping up some vegetables when you hear some music start to play. You look up to see Niki at the record player with a goofy smile on her face.
She puts her hand out "Dance with me, love." You chuckle.
You shake your head. "Bad idea gorgeous, I can't dance." You say, resuming your cooking.
"C'mon, I'll teach you." She insists, her arm still extended. You can't help but smile. You sigh, pretending to be frustrated.
"Fineee." You give in and grab her hand. She immediately pulls you close to her, laying a hand on your waist.
"Follow my lead." She says, beginning to move to the music. You do as she says and try your best to follow along with her. You weren't the most coordinated person, to say the least, but you try. It wasn't long until you got the hang of things, thankfully.
"See, you're a natural!" She giggles. You roll your eyes playfully back at her.
"You can hardly call this dancing." You say, trying not to mess up.
She looks you in the eyes. "You still look beautiful, whatever you're doing." She says, pulling you closer. Your cheeks turn a light shade of pink.
"Not as gorgeous as you, my love." You giggle, placing your forehead on hers. As if it's contagious, Niki begins to giggle too.
"I love you." She says, pulling you into a sweet kiss, swaying to the music. You melted under her touch, and it was like that for the rest of the night.
